"And thee is a credit to Hamley, friend.

Thee will never fall again." "You know that--you say that to me! Then, by Mary the mother of God, I never will be a swine again," he said, getting to his feet.
"Well, good-bye, Soolsby.

I go to-morrow," David said presently.
Soolsby frowned; his lips worked.

"When will you come back ?" he asked eagerly.
David smiled.

"There is so much to do, they may not let me come--not soon.